Tuesday, April 3, 2018
I noticed this unusual piece of street art while (of course) walking Olga yesterday morning. Someone stenciled electrical outlets onto this wall along Finchley Road. Kind of funny, isn't it? I think there's a phone booth nearby -- I wonder if the wire from the plugs originally ran to the booth?
I don't know why I feel like I should apologize for the appallingly filthy conditions in that photo. After all, it's not my wall.
Here's a close-up. Those definitely look like British-style iPhone plugs!
So the courier for the "luxury pet hotel" showed up as planned yesterday and spirited Olga away to Enfield. She got all excited, thinking she was going for a walk, and when we walked her to the van she seemed skeptical but she got in as directed. The courier reassured us that the dogs have quarters with under-floor heating and lots of space to run around outside, and she was even permitted to take her Kong and her pink blanket with her. And still, still, I feel guilty.
It's absurd, really.
I spent the afternoon reading, finishing "The Immortalists" by Chloe Benjamin, which was certainly compelling. I really enjoyed it, and best of all, now I don't have to carry that book with me to Budapest!